My Dad lived a complicated life. I rarely talk about him in casual conversation because he is a complicated topic. I have a lot of good and a lot of not very good memories of him. He was a very smart man. He had a Bachelors degree from U of W in Poly Sci. He was a talented baseball player and earned a try out for a MLB farm team many years ago. He worked in finance and balanced our city budget. He had a sense of humor that was sharp as a tack. He and I used to watch Larry Bird and Kareem Abdul-Jabbar and Magic Johnson play basketball when I was very young, and he encouraged me when my only aspiration was to become a Seattle Supersonic.
At one point in his life, he was young and full of promise. He had dreams like every one of us has dreams. He died at age 63, far too early. I think he was proud of me, and I hope that he had some peace in his life.
I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to accept the fact that he is gone. I wasn't quite ready.